"Damn me Father, for I must sin..."
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Four centuries of this damned immortality
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Yet, I did not ask to be made. Why?
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I will never again feel your sun upon my face
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Or the comfort of a grave
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I am not alive and I am not dead
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This is Hell on earth
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How can I possibly explain this eternal youth?
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When I can do nothing, but sit by
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As my loves grow old and wither
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And with each of them, take a fragment of my heart
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And prolong this endless winder
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It is October's perpetual agony
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It is the shadow realm
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Father, please forgive him
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For he knows not what to do
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With every victim I pray for my own death
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And as much as I love the night
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I curse the moon's eerie glow
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Tis bloodlust that drags me to forever
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The toxic rays of dawn that condemn me to limbo
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I am forced to dwell in grey Autumnal twilight
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I am suspended in dusk
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Father, please forgive him
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For he knows not what to do
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Father, please forgive him
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For he knows not what to do
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Suspended In Dusk
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| Type O Negative |
